INNA BAG

[Verse]
All of my bros on go, all of my hoes on throat, ah
Wrapping them up in a bag, in the trap, he be going out sad
All of my bitches, you know that they bad
Life going to end before I dump the mag
Your bitch sucking, she can't fucking breathe
Hundred rounds coming for that fucker's teeth
Blade coming out of the motherfucking sheath
You is not bro, little bitch, you a fan
If you keep talking, you going to get canned
If she keep playing, she going to get rammed
Why is you popping? Your shit is so bland
AK stay loaded, wait bitch, I'm goated
You get demoted, uh, uh, your bitch deep throated
I got bottles, they filling with blood, I got cups and they spilling with mud
Don't let that shit get to your head, fuck around and you going to be dead
Takе they corpse to the back of thе shack, I be creeping, the fit is all black
I be peeping, your shit is so wack, moving on, bitch, I cannot go back
Wrapping him up in a bag, in the trap, he be going out sad
All of my bitches, you know that they bad
Life going to end before I dump the mag
Your bitch sucking, she can't fucking breathe
Hundred rounds coming for that fucker's teeth
Blade coming out of the motherfucking sheath
All of my boys on go, all of my hoes on throat
We be smoking on that dope, motherfucker trying to get some dro
You can't fuck around with this flow, bitch on my dick, we ain't do shit slow
Bitch on a rock, she be tweaking hard
One shot, now he be leaking, one shot in her, she be freaking
Watch your mouth, why you speaking?
Body gon' rot, shit be reeking, on they knees, yeah, they crying, pleading
I'm fucked up off these scripts, she fucked up off two hits
She want more than the tip, bitch, I got shit I need to flip